I'm torn.

I thought I saw a man brought to life: He was warm, he came around and he was dignified, he showed me what it was to cry.
Well you couldn't be that man I adored; you don't seem to know
or seem to care what your heart is for.
Well I don't know him anymore, there's nothing where he used to lie, my conversation has run dry.
That's what's going on; nothing's fine I'm torn, I'm all out of faith; this is how I feel: I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor, illusion never changed into something real.
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn.
You're a little late, I'm already torn.
So I guess the fortune teller's right, I should have seen just what was there and not some holy light; but you crawled beneath my veins.

And now I don't care, I have no luck, I don't miss it all that much; There's just so many things that I can't touch; I'm torn.

desde que me levante estoy cantando esta cancion; la amo pero no se porque. me hace recordar muchas cosas, me hace recordar momentos malos pero me hace recordar que los supere.